from her childhood. The doll was Demi, while her paper clothes were samples from her own collection including a very special orange jumpsuit.
"Listen to this," Ariel read out aloud to Owen, Sam, and Declan.
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Try This One On For Size
By: Samantha A. Reddington
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N ot long ago , my Editor and Chief approached me to cover a story regarding a rumor, which had been floating around the fashion world. My job – to find out the truth. Normally, I would report on the latest footwear trends, or even a new line from a well-known designer. What I didn't expect was the whirlwind that was Demi Pepper.
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F or those not in the know, Demi was one of the hottest up and comers in the fashion industry. I will say that her attention to detail and her scrupulous precision are not of this world. She is an idealist who saw herself soaring the likes of Versace and Stella McCarthy. Her innovative styles were unparalleled to others on the market.
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H er downfall ? Her need to succeed by any means necessary.
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D emi Pepper grew up as an only child in a cozy farm town in Pepper, Kansas. Daughter to Elsa and George Dower, her need to escape her past was insatiable. Like most small town girls, when the opportunity to flee presented itself, she seized it. Changing her last name to Pepper, she was no longer Elsa and George's farm fed daughter, but an entirely different person all together.
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G reed is a funny thing though , and some would go to drastic means in order to be on top. I was sent to report on the mastermind partnership between Demi and beloved designer, Isaac Mizrahi. However, that's not going to happen. The only designing Demi will be doing involves prison stripes, or a lovely shade of orange.
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W hy you ask ? With the help of an anonymous tip, and San Francisco's finest, Demi's involvement with notorious gambling connoisseur, Ashley Levingstein, was exposed. After further investigating, and countless hours of interrogating, Demi admitted her association with the gambling giant. I guess we're not in Kansas anymore, are we?
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A ccording to public record , Demi used countless funds from her, and her girlfriend, Ashley's, underground gambling circuit to start her new line. Reporting it under the table, she used the school as a guise to protect her reputation and to deter authorities. It would have worked out, however she met a determined writer who was resolute to prove her otherwise.
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F or now , the only designing Demi Pepper will be doing is with her paper dolls behind bars. You never know, jail stripes could be the new in thing.
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" I 'm afraid to ask how you found all of this information," Ariel questioned with a concerned look on her face.
"Let's just say that this is the one, and only time I will ever thank Cory for anything."
"Speaking of which, how is your sister doing?" Dec asked carefully.
"She’s refusing to see or talk to me," Sam frowned.
"Be patient, love, it's only been two months. She had a lot of issues, not to mention, she's going through withdraws so she's going to be angry for a while. She sees this as a betrayal, the same way you felt when she slept with Cory. Just give it time," Declan curled up to Sam.
"I hate when you're always right. It's rather infuriating," she smiled as she rested into his arms.
"Aye, that's why you love me so much," he winked at her before kissing her nose.
"Hey, Ariel, I ran into this guy at work last week...Manning, Luca Manning. Ever heard of him?"
Literally spitting out her drink onto Owen, "Wait. He was at the office?"
"Yeah, who the fuck is he? I think I was pretty rude to him," Sam stated marginally humiliated.
"Oh, you know, only the owner of our parent company, and the one who signs your checks," she laughed as she wiped her chin from the liquid debris.
"Huh?"
"He's practically the sole owner of The Airlon Company. He owns five magazines. His umbrella is really impressive actually."
"Shit on a stick," Sam gasped.
"Pretty much."
"I
"Listen to this," Ariel read out aloud to Owen, Sam, and Declan.
----
Try This One On For Size
By: Samantha A. Reddington
----
N ot long ago , my Editor and Chief approached me to cover a story regarding a rumor, which had been floating around the fashion world. My job – to find out the truth. Normally, I would report on the latest footwear trends, or even a new line from a well-known designer. What I didn't expect was the whirlwind that was Demi Pepper.
----
F or those not in the know, Demi was one of the hottest up and comers in the fashion industry. I will say that her attention to detail and her scrupulous precision are not of this world. She is an idealist who saw herself soaring the likes of Versace and Stella McCarthy. Her innovative styles were unparalleled to others on the market.
----
H er downfall ? Her need to succeed by any means necessary.
----
D emi Pepper grew up as an only child in a cozy farm town in Pepper, Kansas. Daughter to Elsa and George Dower, her need to escape her past was insatiable. Like most small town girls, when the opportunity to flee presented itself, she seized it. Changing her last name to Pepper, she was no longer Elsa and George's farm fed daughter, but an entirely different person all together.
----
G reed is a funny thing though , and some would go to drastic means in order to be on top. I was sent to report on the mastermind partnership between Demi and beloved designer, Isaac Mizrahi. However, that's not going to happen. The only designing Demi will be doing involves prison stripes, or a lovely shade of orange.
----
W hy you ask ? With the help of an anonymous tip, and San Francisco's finest, Demi's involvement with notorious gambling connoisseur, Ashley Levingstein, was exposed. After further investigating, and countless hours of interrogating, Demi admitted her association with the gambling giant. I guess we're not in Kansas anymore, are we?
----
A ccording to public record , Demi used countless funds from her, and her girlfriend, Ashley's, underground gambling circuit to start her new line. Reporting it under the table, she used the school as a guise to protect her reputation and to deter authorities. It would have worked out, however she met a determined writer who was resolute to prove her otherwise.
----
F or now , the only designing Demi Pepper will be doing is with her paper dolls behind bars. You never know, jail stripes could be the new in thing.
----
" I 'm afraid to ask how you found all of this information," Ariel questioned with a concerned look on her face.
"Let's just say that this is the one, and only time I will ever thank Cory for anything."
"Speaking of which, how is your sister doing?" Dec asked carefully.
"She’s refusing to see or talk to me," Sam frowned.
"Be patient, love, it's only been two months. She had a lot of issues, not to mention, she's going through withdraws so she's going to be angry for a while. She sees this as a betrayal, the same way you felt when she slept with Cory. Just give it time," Declan curled up to Sam.
"I hate when you're always right. It's rather infuriating," she smiled as she rested into his arms.
"Aye, that's why you love me so much," he winked at her before kissing her nose.
"Hey, Ariel, I ran into this guy at work last week...Manning, Luca Manning. Ever heard of him?"
Literally spitting out her drink onto Owen, "Wait. He was at the office?"
"Yeah, who the fuck is he? I think I was pretty rude to him," Sam stated marginally humiliated.
"Oh, you know, only the owner of our parent company, and the one who signs your checks," she laughed as she wiped her chin from the liquid debris.
"Huh?"
"He's practically the sole owner of The Airlon Company. He owns five magazines. His umbrella is really impressive actually."
"Shit on a stick," Sam gasped.
"Pretty much."
"I
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